Valentines Day Blues [700 Words]
Feb 14, 2020 5:18:45 GMT -5
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Post by Alice on Feb 14, 2020 5:18:45 GMT -5
Alice, with her hair tied back, wearing comfy clothes after a day of house chores tucks her young son into bed
Night baby I love you
Night Mummy I love you too
I love you most
Alice gives him a kiss on the forehead and goes to leave. As she is about to close the door…
Mummy… you kicked butt on CruiserClash.
Thanks baby… sweet dreams.
She closes the door, as she walks down the stairs her phone goes off. She pulls it out of her pocket and opens it to find that QDT has sent her a tweet, she ponders replying but instead locks her phone.
Creep!
Alice is working hard in the gym, having dropped her children off at school.
I’ve watched Arabella’s last two matches and she appears to be a proficient striker, I need to make sure I go extra hard on these bags today.
She unloads a quick flurry of punches into the bag.
She’s gonna be gunning hard for the win having lost her last two matches, she might in her desperation try and strike that little bit harder.
She hits the bag with a spinning elbow strike.
She is gonna quickly learn that I live up to my moniker and as hard as she swings, I’m just a far superior striker and I will knock her ass down.
She rifles off a vicious roundhouse kick.
You will not beat me at my own game sweetie
She stops to catch her breath and have some water.
I feel for Arabella, two matches, two defeats, probably not the way she’s envisioned her Action Wrestling career going in the beginning. I on the other hand couldn’t be happier, no one probably gave me a chance, they probably saw this woman from across the pond who they knew nothing about and thought she would be no match for Shades and Tommy. I PROVED THEM WRONG!
She starts punching the bag more viciously.
I fight for my children to make sure they have the best life possible, so they don’t have to struggle like I have. I will win, I must win, this week I face another red head from Boston…
She nails a perfect knee strike, knocking the bag off it’s chains.
… the result will be the same for us both, she will lose… and I WILL WIN!
Alice sits on her own in her lounge, it’s Valentine’s Day
Yet another Valentine’s Day on my own, at least the children love me.
An Ann Summers commercial hits the TV
Great way to rub it in, thanks.
She starts looking over Mistress Synns profile on the Action Wrestling website.
Well this looks like an interesting cat, I’ve got Arabella covered, I’ve seen her fight and I know her weaknesses, you on the other hand, you are an unknown.
I’m not sure if you're coming to wrestle me or go down on me, and boy it’s been awhile but I ain’t into girl on girl. Can you fight? You look more suited to a Playboy shoot then a straight up fight and that’s what it’s gonna be when you get into the ring with me. You see yourself as some kind of Dominatrix? You think your gonna be able to dominate me in the ring? Please honey give me a break, when I march through the curtain in front of the big lights it will be me RAG DOLLING your ass around the ring!
Alice notices Chasity listed as a manager / sex slave
Looking at this skank I can see that you must not be too hot in the ring, you need to bring an insurance policy out with you. It doesn’t really matter though, it’s me against the world, it’s always been that way so if your slave tries to get between me and winning the match I will have no qualms KNOCKING HER ASS OUT!
HARD AS FUCK ain’t a metaphore bitch for some toy Chasity and yourself may use in the bedroom, it’s a mindset, a way of life, and come Monday you will find out what it means as I beat you and Arabella and I remain UNDEFEATED, and you both remain WINLESS.
Night baby I love you
Night Mummy I love you too
I love you most
Alice gives him a kiss on the forehead and goes to leave. As she is about to close the door…
Mummy… you kicked butt on CruiserClash.
Thanks baby… sweet dreams.
She closes the door, as she walks down the stairs her phone goes off. She pulls it out of her pocket and opens it to find that QDT has sent her a tweet, she ponders replying but instead locks her phone.
Creep!
Alice is working hard in the gym, having dropped her children off at school.
I’ve watched Arabella’s last two matches and she appears to be a proficient striker, I need to make sure I go extra hard on these bags today.
She unloads a quick flurry of punches into the bag.
She’s gonna be gunning hard for the win having lost her last two matches, she might in her desperation try and strike that little bit harder.
She hits the bag with a spinning elbow strike.
She is gonna quickly learn that I live up to my moniker and as hard as she swings, I’m just a far superior striker and I will knock her ass down.
She rifles off a vicious roundhouse kick.
You will not beat me at my own game sweetie
She stops to catch her breath and have some water.
I feel for Arabella, two matches, two defeats, probably not the way she’s envisioned her Action Wrestling career going in the beginning. I on the other hand couldn’t be happier, no one probably gave me a chance, they probably saw this woman from across the pond who they knew nothing about and thought she would be no match for Shades and Tommy. I PROVED THEM WRONG!
She starts punching the bag more viciously.
I fight for my children to make sure they have the best life possible, so they don’t have to struggle like I have. I will win, I must win, this week I face another red head from Boston…
She nails a perfect knee strike, knocking the bag off it’s chains.
… the result will be the same for us both, she will lose… and I WILL WIN!
Alice sits on her own in her lounge, it’s Valentine’s Day
Yet another Valentine’s Day on my own, at least the children love me.
An Ann Summers commercial hits the TV
Great way to rub it in, thanks.
She starts looking over Mistress Synns profile on the Action Wrestling website.
Well this looks like an interesting cat, I’ve got Arabella covered, I’ve seen her fight and I know her weaknesses, you on the other hand, you are an unknown.
I’m not sure if you're coming to wrestle me or go down on me, and boy it’s been awhile but I ain’t into girl on girl. Can you fight? You look more suited to a Playboy shoot then a straight up fight and that’s what it’s gonna be when you get into the ring with me. You see yourself as some kind of Dominatrix? You think your gonna be able to dominate me in the ring? Please honey give me a break, when I march through the curtain in front of the big lights it will be me RAG DOLLING your ass around the ring!
Alice notices Chasity listed as a manager / sex slave
Looking at this skank I can see that you must not be too hot in the ring, you need to bring an insurance policy out with you. It doesn’t really matter though, it’s me against the world, it’s always been that way so if your slave tries to get between me and winning the match I will have no qualms KNOCKING HER ASS OUT!
HARD AS FUCK ain’t a metaphore bitch for some toy Chasity and yourself may use in the bedroom, it’s a mindset, a way of life, and come Monday you will find out what it means as I beat you and Arabella and I remain UNDEFEATED, and you both remain WINLESS.